The Top Score That Brought The Army Chapter 08

The Top Score That Brought The Army Chapter 08

More and more people disembarked from the helicopters.

An elderly man in a tailored suit descended slowly, leaning on his cane, with four personal bodyguards following close behind him.

A middle-aged man puffed on a cigar, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the crowd with a faint smile.

The underground ring kingpin loosened his tie, exposing a jagged knife scar running from his ear down to his

collarbone.

Their razor-sharp gazes swept across the four heirs, forcing Amon and the others to step back in dread, their faces draining of color.

Worst of all, every single one of these titans swarmed around my side.

“Kid, you’ve been through hell.”

“It’s on us oldtimers. We failed to look after you, letting every lowlife nobody get away with mistreating you.”

The four boys exchanged panicked, desperate looks.

The Sullivan empire alone was terrifying enough, but now top figures from the underworld, business moguls, and political leaders were all backing me?

Who on earth was she?

Before they could process it, the crowd parted down the middle.

Dad marched through the gap, his bright rainbow hair practically glowing in the sun.

Beside him stood Mom in a fitted black jacket, casually spinning a gold-plated revolver around her index finger, her eyes cold as ice.

All the terrifying heavyweights who had just filled the air with pure intimidation instantly bowed their heads in unison. “Mr. Caine. Mrs. Caine.”

Dad ignored everyone, his eyes locked dead on Asher.

He closed the distance between them, letting loose the suffocating aura of a man who had survived a hundred deadly battles.

Asher’s legs finally gave out, forcing him back a step.

“You’re the one who threatened me on the phone? Said my daughter should keep her eyes open in her next

Asher’s gaze fell upon the iconic tattoo carved into Dad’s neck-a black rose coiled around a skull, the petals trimmed in deep blood red.

He looked back at the cold woman beside him, and a realization shattered his mind like a bomb.

The Caine family….

That centuriesold mafia dynasty, whose power stretched across four continents, its influence woven deep into politics, the military and business. A legendary underground empire.

They weren’t even on the same playing field as the Blackwoods. In fact, if all four families combined their strength, they wouldn’t survive a single strike from the Caines.

Asher’s knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.

At that exact moment, the phones belonging to Amon, Magnus, and Wayne rang almost simultaneously.

Panicked, all three answered.

The furious roars of their respective fathers blasted through the speakers, loud enough to numb their ears. “Who the hell did you cross? Our family’s entire business network came under attack ten minutes ago!”

“Stock prices hit rock bottom! Partners are pulling funding! Our docks were seized! What on earth did you

do?”

The three boys looked up at my parents, reality crashing down on them. They finally understood who they had provoked.

Meanwhile, Mom raised her gun, pointing the golden barrel directly between Asher’s eyes.

Her voice dripped with zero warmth.

“You lay a hand on my daughter, and you die.”

Her finger began to tighten around the trigger.

“Dad, Mom…”

My rasping voice echoed from behind.